Sunday, August 17, 2008
I am dead. I should start doing my work besides using the com, watch teevee and sleep. I have no idea what's wrong with me. Each time I think of work, I get a headache and I can't bring myself to do anything. Ebenezer's gig ytd with Y&J, enjoyed myself, music was great. J was annoying&entertaining like hell as usual; Y only knows how to laugh instead of saving me from her bullying. Reached home late, was supposed to force myself to do my work. Somehow, I fell asleep.


Discipline, Tiffany, I say, Discipline.
Please pray that I'll finish my work when I'm actually only starting now.